Mini Photo Journal
Lila had dressed up for our daily bike ride on Monday, taking care to wear colors that would match her helmet. She's usually not all that concerned with outfit choices (unless it's to get a laugh), so this was new. Along with her pink-and-teal getup, she wore such confidence that day, the likes of which I hadn't seen before. I could tell there was some sort of new exuberant independence going on. Not sure where it came from, but it was so sweet and different. As we were running out the front door to get the bikes from the garage, I grabbed my camera and quickly shoved the lens cap into my back pocket. The three of us perched atop our bikes, I somehow managed to capture this millisecond in time before Speed Racer bolted out of the frame. It's not the best photo. I do realize my children appear limbless, at best, and that the central focus is really of, well, the space between them (and a bit of my bumper). But down the road, when I look back on this image, I'll smile to myself and remember Lila's newfound confidence on an everyday bike ride, on a random Monday. A moment that cannot and will not come back again.
Talking about great photography, I'm reminded of this quote (attributed to that famous guy, Anonymous): "
I finally got a pic of the hound, the hubby, and the hooligan, dressed in their finest and on their way back from their usual 7am dog
Though he's posing here, AJ can actually often be found sporting such an expression these days. I'll look at this photo ten years from now and be reminded of his, um, 'very active year.' (Note that my positive spin persona chose not to change the word year into its plural form.)
AJ immediately followed up his Velociraptor pose with a quick hug for his sister.
Aaaand, then it's back to Smackdown City, Round 43.
Exhibit B: The Satin Pirate